I Am Not Whole
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I am not whole.
Half of me is gone now
and I don't know how
to live without her.
I grieve for all the
happy times we shared.
For all the morning cups
of coffee she brewed,
for all the meals she
cooked, for all the times
she scrubbed my back,
for her kiss on my hand
as I held hers in mine.
Her light made my
dim light so much brighter.
Her beautiful smile made
me smile inside.
The spring scent of her body
has me on a constant quest.
It is the little things one recalls.
I lack enthusiasm to get out
of the house....to get out bed.
I want her back!, echoes daily
in my mind, and I find
I can't go on without her.
© Connie Marcum Wong
*Dedicated to my cousin Melvin who became
a widower. He passed on in February 2015 of
natural causes at 85. He is with his beloved now.
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2016
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